September 24th 2010 9:09 pm
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Dad was down in my basement playroom all afternoon doing something with cardboard cartons while I was upstairs napping. I could hear him, but I was too sleepy to investigate. Finally he came upstairs, and I decided to go down and look--and what did I find on the table? A beautiful, fancy new cardboard scratching post, with lots of cute protuberances on it to make it more interesting! Of course, I thought, a present for me--after all, the humans don't use scratching posts!I sniffed it all over, and was just about to begin using it when Dad came running downstairs.
*flips tail sulkily*
Turns out it wasn't a scratching post for me. It was a project for his sculpture class. Now it's put away in the closet where I can't reach it.
Meow, what a disappointment!
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Maybe when the class is done he will let you have it! It sounds pawsome! I wish my Daddy would make a sculpture like that!
I could never figure out why a perfectly good toy was off limits? Best Suit? New Shoes? Candy Dish? I mean what are those things if not toys?
That's right, Timmy--everything in the house that can be moved around is legitimately a toy! I'm still mad about that beautiful cardboard scratching post. But at least, Bridget, he says he'll make me another one with the leftover cardboard!